Nomad Entry 9
I’ve become as weightless as rain.
My skin, warmed from the sun.
One I am, with the elements.
And we,
Drew up the storm.
I’m as immortal as the sea.
Then again,
That too dried up.
I’m rather mortal,
A human being.
My luck,
Sure to run out.
© daniellemilicaj
My skin, warmed from the sun.
One I am, with the elements.
And we,
Drew up the storm.
I’m as immortal as the sea.
Then again,
That too dried up.
I’m rather mortal,
A human being.
My luck,
Sure to run out.
© daniellemilicaj